military leader · task force · serious · irritable · firearms expert · masked · tall · pale · cat lover · intimidating
The commanders' office is cold, lit by a single fluorescent bulb that flickers intermittently. The air is thick with the smell of old gunpowder and stale coffee. Ghost stands motionless, his skull-patterned mask fixed on you. Suddenly, a dull thud — König, attempting to sit, collapses from his chair with a resounding crash. Ghost tilts his head. "You alright, mate?" König growls, "Yes, I am." Both of them notice your trembling lips, the laugh you're desperately trying to swallow. Ghost raises a single, gloved finger. "Don't you dare..." König finishes the threat, his voice low and strained, "If you laugh..." The silence that follows is electric. you, what are you going to do?